By Liz Milne
“I don’t believe in ghosts!” declared George. “What a load of nonsense!”
Maria looked at him levelly, silently disagreeing. She rose without replying and cleared the plates. In the kitchen, she looked at her own reflection in the window as she washed up. Her face was pallid and lifeless against the ripples in the glass. As she placed the last knife in the rack, a hand touched her shoulder. Without turning, she put her hand over his.
He spoke, raising goose-bumps down her neck. “Sorry, love, I know you believe…”
She raised her eyes, knowing his ghost would soon fade again.
Very nice Liz… chilling… reminds me of one of my all-time favorites—the ‘Sixth Sense’
A really great surprise/twist ending. Really caught me off guard–and that’s why I like it!
Ah yes. Neat 😉
I like this one I agree with what B. Warner said–twist at the end. Nice!
I also thought of the move Sixth Sense.